What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 19.06.2025 06:54
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I'll see you when I get there,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Have you ever answered your door in lingerie?
If it ain't
Three months later we run our own caper,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
The other one don't understand me,
In bed, not in music, which is better, a drummer or a bass player?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“late night I'm on a first class flight, The only brother in sight, the flight attendant catch fright! I sit down in my seat; 2C, She approach officially talking 'bout, ‘Excuse me’, Her lips curl up into a tight space, cause she don't believe that I'm in the right place, showed her my boarding pass, and then she sorta gasped, all embarrassed; put an extra lime on my water glass, an hour later here she come by walkin’ past; ‘I hate to be a pest but my son would love your autograph'”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
What melts your heart every time without fail?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Mothership alien sorceress
What symptoms did you notice before being diagnosed with cancer?
No smile is genuine or real,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
What was your first gay male experience?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Milky Way arcs over Kitt Peak National Observatory photo of the day for June 16, 2025 - Space
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Why is it that women are stronger than men nowadays?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
What was your best experience of having your navel touched?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Soldier with the gas-mask
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“You as an amateur, is outspoken, I'm lookin at your face you seem to be hopin that I, might stutter, stop, or just mess up, but everything's live that's why I don't dress up, Blastmaster KRS a synonym for fresh, I'm the teacher of the class, I do not pass no test, got DJ Scott LaRock by my side, not in back of me cause we make up the Boogie Down Production crew faculty”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Know your enemies
“…Sammy eagerly rode up on him, toxic off the turkey with the joint on him, Flower look his man stood up before him, The bitches hit the table, Jakeem stripped off his cables, Shots went off, Sam'd get a chance to make his debut, Flower grabbed Tiff his man with the sideburns, hat fell off, We noticed wig worms, he hid behind Rich, C-Allah hit the light switch, young girls were trampled in the men's room, Pool pistol whipped Mase and broke the handle, Desperate- crawlin to the door on all fours, Sham kicked the jukebox the theme song rode in was "It's Yours", Oh my goodness, Waz grabbed the Mo bottle thrashin’, He layin like a gay model shoutin’ out Sebastian, He smiled with his teeth missin, beggin’ for mercy ‘No more god, there’s 68 thousand down at pier three’, Out came the cannon, whistled out zaggin', Sham snatched his flag four big rocks enter the dragon, It's over, another story told, Lyin’ with the snakes, tongue kissin’ cobras, Yo let me tell you how the game go, We gettin rid of all the prostitutes, Tony want the streets back for sure! Too many hustlers, too many thieves, We're fuckin’ up who's willing to fight and teach the seeds? Too much TV, guns and robberies, Lust and greed and hate the four devils- jealousy”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Movin objects mentally
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“Money's flowin’, everything is fine, got myself a uzi and my brother a nine, business is boomin’ everything is cool, I pull about a G a week; fuck school”
I seen it all in my short life
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I never knew my life mattered”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
What does life mean without death?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
If it ain't
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Who designed our DNA structure?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“Now as an outcast I was born, wasn't warned of the harm, That would come to meet me like Met Life, but yet life done sent me through a lot of ups and downs like it ain't nothin’, Like elevators but I ain't the one that's pushin' the buttons, I got off at the 13th floor, when they told me that it wasn't one, they said it skipped from 12 to 14, Still smoking, still drinking, no I'm sittin' on the Lincoln 4 A.M. thinking that in reality the world is like a ball full of playas, We trapped off in this maze, with walls made of layers”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“I brought my bitch out to Pathmark, she's pushin' the cart, Headed to aisle four, damn I got milk on my Clarks, That's what I get, not focusin' from hittin' that bark, My mouth dry, need plenty water quick, I feel like a shark, In the aisle bustin' them paper towels and wipin' my Wallies down, I stood up to face a barrel, he's holdin' a shiny pound, It's him, he want revenge, I murdered his Uncle Tim, I sold him a bag of dope, his wife came and copped again, That bitch is crazy and uh, she brought her baby, She knew I had the murders a smack, It killed her man though, now I got his fuckin' nephew grippin' his gat, You's a bitch, you better kill me, you know you're booty, You pulled your toolie out on me, motherfucker, First thought was to snatch the ratchet, Said fuck it and fuckin' grabbed it, I ducked, he bucked twice, this nigga was fuckin laughin', I wrestled him to the ground, tussled, scuffled, constantly kicked him, He wouldn't let go the joint, so I fuckin' bit him, Shots was whizzin' hittin' Clorex bottles, Customers screamin', then the faggot ran out of hollows, I had to show him what it's all about, Next day we readin’ the paper: A man who came to kill gets knocked out”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Gangbangers that spit slang
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious